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Rock Sample

Something a little different for this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt. My 100-word story is included in this video.

Don’t stand there gawping. What’s the matter? Never seen a rock before?

Of all the places I could have landed on it had to be your god-forsaken planet. I was quite happy you know, hurtling aimlessly through the solar system.Then your awful planet gets in my way and I find myself crashing through your atmosphere and landing here.

What’s that? You want a sample?

Oh dear, you’re another one of those rock collectors, aren’t you?

Go on then, just a small piece mind you and be careful where you chip away.

Maybe around the back, out of sight?

MikeJackson©2017

Thanks to CE Ayr for the original photo. (Hope you don’t mind how I’ve adapted it!)

 

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There’s A Good Lad

“It’s Billy here boss. I’ve found the car. Just where you said it would be.”

“Good lad Billy. Look on top of the front tyre, driver’s side, you should find the ignition key.”

“Got it, boss. What now?”

“I need you to get it valeted Billy. I’m taking the wife out for an anniversary dinner tonight. I want the motor looking at it’s best. Take care how you drive it. Don’t want to find any scratches.”

“OK boss.”

“Oh and Billy, you’ll find a dead body in the boot. Can you dispose of that as well? There’s a good lad.”

MikeJackson©2017

A 100-word story for Friday Fictioneers.

Photo courtesy of  Kent Bonham

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It Can’t Be

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PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

“She’s in the third room along on the front sir.

“Good work Jones. We know this Goldilocks character is responsible for the Dumpty murder and the massacre of the Bear family and I’d bet my pension she knows what happened to the Gingerbread Man. All we need now is to find out who her boss is. Anybody with her?”

“Yes sir. The owner of the black car parked out front went up to her room five minutes ago. The car’s registered to a Miss Muffet.“

“Miss Muffet! It can’t be. What the hell is the head of MI6 doing here?”

MikeJackson©2017

A 100 word story for this week’s prompt over at Friday Fictioneers.

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Grandma

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PHOTO PROMPT © Magaly Guerrero

It was while we were clearing out Grandma’s house that I came across her old shoes. Mum had always told me that, in her younger days, Gran had been quite a tearaway. The locals had called her the ‘Wicked Witch of the West’.

To me she was just a sweet old lady, who smelled a little of old mothballs and lavender soap. I smiled, as I remembered sitting on her lap, listening to her tales of strange lands and winged monkeys.

My thoughts were interrupted when mum shouted, “Dorothy, dear, have you finished in there? It’s time we were going.”

MikeJackson©2017

A 100 word story for this week’s prompt over at Friday Fictioneers.